Regardless: Every single night without fail for about six weeks now, Newtie yowls. She goes upstairs while we’re downstairs–it’s only ever if we’re on separate levels–and she yowls. Then she picks up a cat toy in her mouth while still vocalizing, carries the cat toy somewhere else, drops it, and yowls some more.

It took us a while to connect the toy moving to the yowling since she will never, ever, ever do this when we’re nearby, but once we put the pieces together, it reminded me of her relationship with Teddy. Do you guys remember Teddy?

The main difference is that she chatted with Teddy. It was conversational. Chirpy.

And it was when she was transitioning to life with dogs.

Which made me wonder: Is this behavior related to transition in some way? Now that Violet’s here and Violet’s become insanely mobile / terrifying, is Newt going through a similar stress period? Or is it not stress and something else entirely?

And what do we do when we wonder something? We look it up! (Sorry, sorry, sorry… Sesame Street on the brain…)

Turns out, “cat meowing while carrying toy” is a hugely popular Google search! Nearly 5 million pieces of content about cats carrying toys and yowling.

{{Aside: At first we thought she was upset, so we’d yell upstairs, “It’s OK, Newtie! Come down and get a treat!” Or we’d go up to visit with her. Of course, the behavior would immediately stop. See pic above. That’s her looking over the stairs at us like, “What?” Now that we know she’s not upset, I really want to get video of this because it’s actually pretty funny and VERY LOUD for such a tiny cat, but it’s a conundrum because if she thinks we’re around she won’t do it.}}

Does your cat do this?

The gist from my info-gathering is that cats mostly vocalize when hunting or moving kittens.

I found this super old Q&A that resonated with me (beyond the utterly endearing way folks in the UK spell “miaowing”):

Pet cats will sometimes show a modified version of this behaviour, carrying around toys and perhaps hiding them. Some female cats will also keep collections of toys that they regularly move around as if shifting a litter of kittens.

You could look at this and think that it is sad because the cat is clearly trying to compensate for something that she is missing, but it is more likely that these are just inbuilt patterns of behaviour that some cats get a bit confused about and carry out in slightly inappropriate situations.

And build off of that, I found another interesting article that took the “inappropriate” part of that previous point to a more positive place (play):

Mother cats will often teach their kittens to hunt by catching prey and bringing it back to their kittens, giving the kittens something to practice hunting on. When kitty makes a big fuss to having a toy in their mouth, they want you to pay attention to it. Making a fuss over toys isn’t a cats only part of cat play. … This sort of play teaches your cat to show off their treasures through meows and other noises and provides your cat with mental and physical stimulation. Play is a huge part of why cats meow with their treasures as well as wanting your attention to notice them and the toy in their mouth. The meow sounds like the cat is in distress but they are actually quite the opposite and want you to notice what they are doing.

I’m dismissing the idea of an invitation to play only because she immediately drops the toy and stops when we come upstairs to check on her. She does the cat equivalent of a shoulder shrug.

OK, so that leaves two working theories:

Newt wants to teach Ripley how to hunt. (Or maybe Violet?)

Newtie was a street cat picked up after sexual maturity so mayyyyybe she had kittens? And still has that instinct to move kittens and per that first quote is “a bit confused.”

Have you ever had a cat who meows with a toy in her mouth? From my Googling, it’s clear Newt’s not the only cat walking around yowling and carrying a toy, so if your cat has ever done this, what do you think? What was she or he trying to tell you? I’d love to learn more about this behavior!

I believe that’s Benjamin Moore’s Super White dotting his nose. He also got paint on both sides, his tail, a dot on one ear, and a swoop on the other.

I was painting the kitchen cabinets, so I put the boys on their beds and blocked the entrance with a fireplace grate and chairs (we forgot to take our baby gates… lesson learned…). The second I’m standing on a counter, roller in hand, Emmett pops up from his bed. You can just see his wheels turning. “Huh. Lady put these chairs in the weirdest place. Here, lemme just move this one over here… and push this one over there… and, yep! I can get into the kitchen.” Now, imagine him doing that 35 times over three days, and that’s how he got covered in paint.

Olive oil, by the way. Rub a huge, thick glob into the dried paint. Scrub. Brush. No more painted coat.

Otherwise, not much going on around here (“not much” being an entirely relative term). Lucas had his blood test this week, and all was looking pretty good. We repeat his chest x-rays the first week of November. He has coughed a few times, and he’s developed a little bit of a wheezy rattle in his chest when he’s panting. There’s no question it’s progressing, but he’s also having FUN. Tons of fun. More micro-hikes. Ripping around the new yard and house with Coop. Lots of fast food (it occurred to us that we didn’t have Arby’s on the list, so that got tacked on).

The house is coming along! Thank you all so, so much for your support and cheers when I shared the news. We’ve had so many downs this year that I’m excited to have a big, huge up. It’s been a bit nutty trying to do everything at once, though. We can’t really stay up there because I still teach Monday and Wednesday mornings through December. We can’t really stay down here, either, because of the massive quantity of work to do at the new house. My mom has been a painting and cleaning hero over there, and my sister helped out quite a bit this past weekend.

Lots of back-and-forthing. Lots of working. Lots of spoiling pups. And cleaning paint out of Emmett’s coat. Sigh.

Coming soon: Two Cooper posts (a head tremors update and a food trial), Emmett’s night at the National Pit Bull Awareness Day kissing booth, and–if anyone’s interested–I can show some before/after pics of the crazy DIYs we’re taking on…

What’s going on with you? How have you been? How are your pups? Please share! I feel out of touch with you guys and miss catching up!